Muse stood silently not far behind Lydia, quietly listening to the question and answer between Lydia and Owen, and at the same time, combined with what he saw in front of him, he roughly understood the situation on the front line.

“......”

"Ancient Evil Thing-[Rotting Worm Walker]?"

"It's a bit of a hassle. ”

"I can't do anything with bugs like that. ”

"We need to change our goals. ”

“......”

"Luckily, I'm mainly here for Lydia to handle the logistical paperwork, at most I'm involved in the repair of golems and other constructs and the refining of alchemy potions. ”

"If you don't have to go directly to the front line, there should be a lot of opportunities to sneak away. ”

"Those paperwork just leave a real doppelganger created by the 'Real Mirror Technique' to deal with. ”

“......”

"Perhaps, to be on the safe side, I'd better use the 'projection technique' to create an avatar that retains a certain amount of casting ability. ”

"In this way, as long as you are careful, you should not be discovered by others......"

“......”

His brow furrowed slightly, but in a hurry, the muse soon had a new idea, and in a short time his expression returned to normal.

"Good, I see. ”

"Now, take me to where I work. ”

"I need to hand over the people who came in the early days. ”

Shortly after he had made his decision, Lydia, who had listened to the information, nodded to Owen, and after turning to signal to Muse to follow, she walked straight down the stairs of the wall.

"Yes, Master Lydia. ”

Glancing at Owen, who hurriedly walked up to lead the way, the muse turned his head to make a look at Lu and Ludon, who were standing not far away, and quickly followed Lydia with the same steps.

And Lu and Ludon naturally followed him as well.

......

Repair area.

Led by Owen, Lydia and Muse quickly made their way to the repair area of the forward camp.

"Greetings, Master Lydia. ”

A middle-aged spellcaster seemed to have gotten the news in advance, and was waiting at the entrance of the repair area early in the morning, when he saw Lydia's arrival, he leaned over and saluted slightly.

"Hmmm......"

"I remember you, your name is Morric, right? ”

Raising her eyebrows, Lydia asked lightly.

"Yes, my name is Morrick Finger. ”

"Just call me Morric. ”

The middle-aged spellcaster known as Morick nodded in reply.

"Master Ender has informed me about your arrival. ”

"Please follow me. ”

"We need to go inside and hand over the authority of the circle, as well as take care of some of the corresponding handovers. ”

Judging from these words, he is the temporary head of the current repair area, and at this time, after receiving the order, he is ready to hand over his position and authority to Lydia.

Nodding in understanding, Lydia turned to the muse and said, "You go find a place to live first." ”

"I'll go to you when I'm done. ”

As she spoke, she took off a waist card from her waist, and with a glimmer of silver light, the waist card suddenly soared into the air, flying in front of and behind the muse, suspended in mid-air.

Holding the waist card in his hand, Muse looked through it slightly, and found that in addition to an Ouroboros mark on the top and numerous alchemical symbols, it was an address.

"Arcane Ring Seventh Forward Camp, Settlement Area Third Ring Six Buildings......"

"Where?"

And when Muse looked up again, he was not surprised to see that Lydia had walked away......

“......”

"Familiar style of doing things. ”

He shrugged, but that didn't bother him.

"Hello, Mr. Owen. ”

"I am a disciple of Lady Lydia, Muse Newton. ”

"Now the mentor told me to find a place to live and gave me this belt. ”

"But I don't know where it is, I wonder if you can help take me there?"

The muse turned around and asked Owen, who was standing nearby, very naturally.

"Uh......"

"Absolutely. ”

Owen seemed to be thinking about something just now, when he heard the words of the muse, and suddenly came back to his senses.

"It is my job to receive you. ”

Taking the waist card, he glanced at it a few times and quickly returned it to the muse.

"Please follow me. ”

With that, Owen turned around and began to lead the way in front.

And Muse took Lu and Ludon with him, and followed.

It didn't take long for neatly arranged houses to come into view.

"This is the address indicated on Master Lydia's waist plate. ”

Owen led the muse and the others straight outside one of the houses in the middle of it.

"Mr. Muse. ”

"If nothing happens, I'll leave first. ”

After a slight pause of a few seconds, he observed the muse's expression, and then left with great interest.

After watching Owen's figure disappear around the corner, Muse redirected his gaze to the house in front of him.

And after using the waist card given by Lydia to remove the protective circle, he walked into it with Lu and Luden.

The house is clearly not very new, with three floors and a masonry structure with wooden accents.

Of course, the Muse very consciously stopped on the first floor, leaving the second and third floors to Lydia.

However, the interior of the house is very large, the first floor is almost more than 100 square meters, and the walls have been reinforced with spells, which is very strong.

The room is a three-bedroom living room, a master bedroom, a side bedroom and a study, complete living items, and the kitchen is not big and perfect.

After casually assigning the room and letting Lu and Ludon go to drop off their luggage, Muse went straight into the study, not knowing what he was doing

Somewhere very far from here.......

The Misty Mountains are a mountain range located in the area bordering the Duchy of Rossad and the Kingdom of Phoenix, with a northeast-southwest trend.

The trees here are quite tall and straight, looking like spruce forests, and the distance between trees is very large, and even shrubs, let alone grass, rarely grow on the ground, except for thick fallen leaves.

There was also a thin layer of mist in all directions, which seemed to be absent if one looked closely here, but when the mind relaxed, the fog lingered all around, and never faded away from the person's side.

As a result, there are only three colours in the mountains, a slightly rotten, brownish-black deciduous ground, brown tree trunks swept by wind and cold, and a gloomy light gray sky.

Even, there is an indescribable faint smell in the mountain air, which does not give people a feeling of freshness at all.

At night, the mountains are still silent, but the fog that shrouds the mountains has become sticky like water at some point, and even the howling mountain wind in the middle of the night cannot be lifted.

And among these mountains, the figure of a small town looms.